The Sea of Monsters (Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Book 2)

The Sea of Monsters (Percy Jackson and the Olympians, Book 2)

Rick Riordan

Language: English

Pages: 320

ISBN: 1423103343

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


After a summer spent trying to prevent a catastrophic war among the Greek gods, Percy Jackson finds his seventh-grade school year unnervingly quiet. His biggest problem is dealing with his new friend, Tyson-a six-foot-three, mentally challenged homeless kid who follows Percy everywhere, making it hard for Percy to have any "normal" friends.

But things don't stay quiet for long. Percy soon discovers there is trouble at Camp Half-Blood: the magical borders which protect Half-Blood Hill have been poisoned by a mysterious enemy, and the only safe haven for demigods is on the verge of being overrun by mythological monsters. To save the camp, Percy needs the help of his best friend, Grover, who has been taken prisoner by the Cyclops Polyphemus on an island somewhere in the Sea of Monsters, the dangerous waters Greek heroes have sailed for millennia-only today, the Sea of Monsters goes by a new name the Bermuda Triangle.

Now Percy and his friends-Grover, Annabeth, and Tyson-must retrieve the Golden Fleece from the Island of the Cyclopes by the end of the summer or Camp Half-Blood will be destroyed. But first, Percy will learn a stunning new secret about his family-one that makes him question whether being claimed as Poseidon's son is an honor or simply a cruel joke.

Metamorphoses (Oxford World's Classics)

Prometheus Bound and Other Plays: Prometheus Bound, The Suppliants, Seven Against Thebes, The Persian

Early Greek Myth: A Guide to Literary and Artistic Sources

The Power of Myth

Dragonslayers: From Beowulf to St. George (Myths and Legends)

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great . . . You know how many of those we deliver—Oh, never mind. Listen, just refer him to Eris in customer service. I gotta go.” He hung up. “Sorry. The overnight express business is just booming. Now, as I was saying—” “You have snakes on your phone.” “What? Oh, they don’t bite. Say hello, George and Martha.” Hello, George and Martha, a raspy male voice said inside my head. Don’t be sarcastic, said a female voice. Why not? George demanded. I do all the real work. “Oh, let’s not go into

talk to him about his dad. “Annabeth, what’s Chiron’s prophecy?” She pursed her lips. “Percy, I shouldn’t—” “I know Chiron promised the gods he wouldn’t tell me. But you didn’t promise, did you?” “Knowledge isn’t always good for you.” “Your mom is the wisdom goddess!” “I know! But every time heroes learn the future, they try to change it, and it never works.” “The gods are worried about something I’ll do when I get older,” I guessed. “Something when I turn sixteen.” Annabeth twisted her

business-suited attendants. “Well,” Circe sighed, “how fast a minute passes. What is your answer, my dear?” “This,” Annabeth said, and she drew her bronze knife. The sorceress stepped back, but her surprise quickly passed. She sneered. “Really, little girl, a knife against my magic? Is that wise?” Circe looked back at her attendants, who smiled. They raised their hands as if preparing to cast a spell. Run! I wanted to tell Annabeth, but all I could make were rodent noises. The other guinea

thought she was going to tell me off, but instead she took a deep breath and recited her prophecy: “You shall sail the iron ship with warriors of bone, You shall find what you seek and make it your own, But despair for your life entombed within stone, And fail without friends, to fly home alone.” “Ouch,” Grover mumbled. “No,” I said. “No . . . wait a minute. I’ve got it.” I searched my pockets for money, and found nothing but a golden drachma. “Does anybody have any cash?” Annabeth and

of Long Island. “Percy,” Annabeth warned, “they can’t find our destination without the eye. We’ll just keep accelerating until we break into a million pieces.” “First they have to tell me,” I said. “Or I’ll open the window and throw the eye into oncoming traffic.” “No!” the Gray Sisters wailed. “Too dangerous!” “I’m rolling down the window.” “Wait!” the Gray Sisters screamed. “30, 31, 75, 12!” They belted it out like a quarterback calling a play. “What do you mean?” I said. “That makes no

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